The silence grew unbearable, so she asked, \"What is your surname, John?\" \"My surname? You mean my last name?\" \"Yes. "Ha!" he exclaimed, with a sudden start, as his glance fell upon the portrait; "how came this into your possession, boy?" "Why don't you answer, sirrah?" cried Wild, in a savage tone, and striking him with the silver staff. One glance through the window at that picturesque head had been sufficient. It had neither succumbed to her nor wrathfully overwhelmed her. I thought it better not to send him away till I'd mentioned the circumstance to you. Another day of nonsuccess would mean many disagreeable things.
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